It’s not that Jaeseop really loves him, not exactly; love is a fickle emotion prone to ebbing and flowing like the tides, picking away at a man’s conscious and morals as if they were as meaningless as a grain of sand on a beach.

Jaeseop can read Kevin like his favorite book. Even with the spine cracked and cover worn out, the inside will always hold true.

A collection of U-Kiss drabbles with various pairings.

Soohyun paints masterpieces and Kiseop composes symphonies and neither of them find anything beautiful to live for.

Selfless to a fault, Soohyun has played the martyr since before he ever needed to. But every sacrifice comes at a cost, one too big to ever fully pay.

Eli forgets Korean on a Thursday.

They're more than just seven men; they're a chain, a never-ending cycle, with each new piece being attached to the last so that they can never do anything but grow

The boy puts the cigarette to his lips, taking a long drag—but he's inexperienced, and he chokes on the smoke instead. Eli wants to help him but doesn't.

How Eli and Kevin came together, then fell apart—only to rebuild again with stronger pillars and columns.